Teresina’s Face (Margaret Widdemer Poems)
He saw it last of all before they herded in the steerage,Dark against the sunset where he lingered by the ...
He saw it last of all before they herded in the steerage,Dark against the sunset where he lingered by the ...
PART I IUNDER the shade of convent towers, Where fast and vigil mark the hours, From childhood ...
IIn from the night.The storm is lifting his black arms up to the sky.Friend of my heart, who so gently ...
O beautiful woman, too well we know The terrible weight of thy woman's woe, So great that the world, in ...
The mother on the sidewalk as the troops are marching byIs the mother of Old Glory that is waving in ...
The spring-it had simply been you,And so, to a certain extent,The summer; but autumn-this scandalous blueOf wallpaper? Rubbish and felt?They ...
There is sorrow in the household;There's a grief too hard to bear;There's a little cheek that's tear-stainedThere's a sobbing baby ...
They cannot see the wreaths we place Upon the silent bier,They cannot see the tear-stained face, Nor feel the scalding ...
SWEET is life's crown of quiet; sweet is age, With tranquil days, unmarred by joy or dole, Void of desire, ...
Since from my heart's deep roots have sprung these lays, A heart not to be silenced any more; Now I ...
February, bitter February,Month of hope withheld and promise vain,Drenching, under fickle smiles, the unwaryEarth with devastating rain.Ere the limes with ...
A Slovene wreath your poet has entwined; A record of my pain and of your praise, Since from my heart's ...
These tear-stained flowers of a poet's mind, Culled from my bosom, lay it wholly bare; My heart's a garden: Love ...
What is the Old Year? 'Tis a bookOn which we backward sadly look,Not willing quite to see it close,For leaves ...
AS a little child whom his mother has chidden,Wrecked in the dark in a storm of weeping,Sleeps with his tear-stained ...
A white bird is the big sky.Under it a cowering city stares.The houses are half-dead old people.A gaunt carriage-horse gapes ...
All winter the fire devoured everything -- tear-stained elegies, old letters, diaries, dead flowers. When April finally arrived, I opened ...
O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spies Of the sharp, enamelled eyes and the ...
The Boers were down on Kimberley with siege and Maxim gun; The Boers were down on Kimberley, their numbers ten ...
The Boers were down on Kimberley with siege and Maxim gun; The Boers were down on Kimberley, their numbers ten ...
'Twas in the year of 1898, ond on the 21st of June, The launching of the Battleship Albion caused a ...
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